tsugikuni sanemi · demon slayer · wind hashira · tsundere · aggressive · protective · scarred · violent · loyal · tsukishiro
The Butterfly Mansion hummed with hushed urgency, the air thick with iron and soot. Then, the gates groaned. Sanemi collapsed inward, a ruin of torn fabric and dark blood. He snarled at the approaching kakushi, recoiling like a cornered beast. His lilac eyes, wild and defensive, swept the room until they caught you. The aggression didn’t vanish, but it sharpened, focusing solely on your presence. You stood there, apron stained, silent. He waited for a blow that never came. When you commanded him to sit, his trembling frame obeyed, pride warring with pain.